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John Wayne Gacy Jr 
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de Sufjan Stevens
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His was a drinker
And his mother cried in bed
Folding John Wayne's t-shirts
the swingset hit his head
The neighbors they adored him
For his and his conversation
Look underneath the house there
the few living things
Rotting fast, in their sleep
Oh, the dead
Twenty-seven people
more, were boys
their cars, summer jobs
Oh my God...
Are you one of them?
He dressed up like a for them
his paint white and red
And on his behavior
In a room on the bed
He kissed all
He'd kill ten people
With a of his hand
far, fast to the dead
He took off all clothes for them
He put a cloth on lips
Quiet hands, quiet kiss on the mouth...
And in my best behavior
I am really just like him
Look the floor boards
For the secrets I hid
And his mother cried in bed
Folding John Wayne's t-shirts
the swingset hit his head
The neighbors they adored him
For his and his conversation
Look underneath the house there
the few living things
Rotting fast, in their sleep
Oh, the dead
Twenty-seven people
more, were boys
their cars, summer jobs
Oh my God...
Are you one of them?
He dressed up like a for them
his paint white and red
And on his behavior
In a room on the bed
He kissed all
He'd kill ten people
With a of his hand
far, fast to the dead
He took off all clothes for them
He put a cloth on lips
Quiet hands, quiet kiss on the mouth...
And in my best behavior
I am really just like him
Look the floor boards
For the secrets I hid
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